Nor a subject of Fate, I am decided, So great my ways the path I travel here, Give leave my…
Living poison
He renders mine heart a way of knowledge, So defends the way the blood that passes, Gone is the light…
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The world sank to grey, And I followed it to black; Whilst I held onto the light, It whispered my…
Dreams of a lament
Reprieves, give me; for what lack - sorrow remade, Depth of mine, shallow before, deep astound; Grief that lays, sighs…
Great dealings
If shook but never leave, Gulps a blood fair poison, Boils another, ah a world; To have shunned mine, nay;…
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